So I went and spent the night with Engineer Boy before he jetted off to his summer internship. The sex was good, everything else- awkward. He kept bringing up girls he had slept with. So of course I came back at him with my own stories. So I can’t really compete with some slut asking him to bend her over the chair and fuck her on a boat, at least most of the guys I have had sex with had meaning. I’ve asked some guys about what the hell this strange behavior means and apparently he’s trying to make me jealous. Newsflash- we’re not dating, I’m not going to get jealous. Awkward feeling, yes, jealous, no. He wants me to come down to see him sometime this summer and I’m just not sure I’m feeling it. I think I may be at the point where I’m forcing myself to feel a certain way about him because of our history. Life has a funny way of working itself out so we’ll see. In other news, I got into a car accident on the way home from seeing him. At the scene no one had injuries now apparently they do and they’re trying to get something out of me. Here’s another newsflash- I’m completely fucking broke. If they try to sue me for my net-worth they’re gonna be disappointed when they see a negative number!